In the garden of our childhood dreams, We danced with shadows and chased the beams, Laughter echoed through the morning…
Beneath the moon’s soft, silver glow, I trace the shadows of our past, In silent whispers, memories flow, Of a…
In fields where daisies bloom and sway, We ran with hearts so light and free, The world was vast, a…
In golden days of yore, we find our grace, Where timeless moments gently carve their space, Through whispers of the…
In the quiet corners of my mind, memories softly tread, Footprints of moments, both joyful and sad, Echoes of laughter,…
In the whispers of the wind, I hear your name, A melody of moments, forever the same. Through corridors of…